Spiders - Mad Dog lyrics

I hear you walkin at my door See you crawling on the floor I know you don´t mind but I know you can The way you screem, the way you howl I heard it all before my friend The mad dog, no one cares Now mad man gonna gett that stick Gotta get up and get ahead of yourself I know someday that you lot on the sea You lot are whipping cream like coming from a dream Oh, mad dog Mad dog Now your forming at the mouth And now they´re coming from the poun Gonna get up and get a grip of yourself No one cares for the mad dog I know someday that lot on the sea You lot are whipping cream coming from a dream ... Mad dog Mad dog